Chapter 17

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Draco's eyes widened as Callia led him into the new room. A smile formed on his face and he ran and flopped down onto the massive bed.

"This is awesome! How in Merlins name did you manage this? Dumblefuck actually let you do this?" Callia ran over and launched herself on the bed, and Draco only just managed to roll out of the way before she landed exactly where he had been laying.

"Nope!" she grinned, and Draco raised an eyebrow. "This castle Drake, it's really alive! It somehow sensed I was sad, and it spoke to me, asked what was wrong! I told her that I wanted a room with you and I imagined my room at home and this room suddenly appeared. And I think it's been made so only you and I can get in!"

Draco looked at the wonder shinning out of Callia's eye, and he could tell it was true, especially in this room made just for them. He could feel the castles pulsing magic, and smiled. How had he not noticed this before?

"Wow. This castle really is amazing!" Draco whispered, and he could have swore he heard a purr radiate from the walls.

-o-

That night Draco, Callia - Tera wrapped her shoulders - and Pansy were laying on the massive bed in Draco and Callia's new room, which Pansy had nicknamed "TSR" (The Secret Room), for Dumbledore knew nothing about it. Callia had got the wards altered so Pansy could come into the room without either her or Draco.

The three were discussing what they were going to do over the Christmas break. Both Callia and Draco had invited Pansy over, so it didn't matter which manor she stayed in, for Callia and Draco went between Riddle and Malfoy manors as they pleased.

The girls in Callia's dorm room, the boys in Draco's, Pansy and Severus were the only people who knew of TSR. Callia was going to call her father on the two-way mirror and tell him just before she went to bed, not knowing if Severus had told him yet or not. The three talked until well after dark, then Pansy said goodnight and went into the girls dorm and Draco went into his dorm to have a muck around with his mates. Callia put Tera down by the fire and lit it before she pulled out the two-way mirror to contact her father.

"HELLOOOOOOOO!" Callia yelled, startling the Dark Lord. He was in the middle of a meeting, and quickly ducked out, leaving Bella to deal with the Death Eaters.

"Yes, brat?" Voldemort asked once he was out of earshot.

"Hi!" Callia ginned devilishly, and Voldemort sighed. Damn cheeky brat.

"Was there something you wanted?"

"Besides just wanting to talk to my father?" Callia said innocently, putting on a face that would melt even the coldest of hearts. Voldemort growled playfully, and then a twinkle appeared in his eyes.

"Are you alone?" when Callia nodded he continued. "Put the mirror on the bed and move back," The Dark Lord said before stepping through the mirror into his daughter's bedroom. Callia smiled and threw her arms around her father, while he looked curiously around the room.

"Umm, Cal? Since when did first-years get a room to themselves?" Callia looked up and smirked.

"The castle loves me!" Voldemort smiled, and moved to run his hands over the stone wall. Of course the castle loved Callia; she had loved him after all. Plus, Callia was the heir of Slytherin, so the castle would protect her anyway.

Callia flopped down onto the bed and her father moved to sit next to her. She told him all about the duel club, and gladly let him watch the memory. When he was done, Voldemort went over to sit in the chair by the fire and started hissing softly to Tera, asking questions about the Basilisk. Callia had already drilled Tera for information so she just ignored them, and went to get Draco.

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When she stuck her head in the door to Draco's dorm, the blonde had frozen, and was looking towards the door with obvious shock. Callia smirked when seeing his face, and nodded at the question in his eyes.

"Don't worry, he's in a good mood!" Callia smirked, before skipping over and dragging the blonde back into the room, leaving behind a room full of confused boys.

Callia dragged Draco into the room, and he finally relaxed when the Dark Lord looked up from his hissed conversation with Tera to give the blonde a smile. Draco smiled back, giving Voldemort a slight bow before flopping onto the bed next to Callia. The two talked quietly before Callia's stomach growled. She had been in Severus' office all afternoon after the stunt at duelling club. She would have left as soon as she could, but Sirius had turned up so Callia had stayed and talked to him more about his idea while Draco went down to the Great Hall for dinner. He offered to bring her food, but she declined. Draco looked at her as if to say "I told you so!" before Callia rolled her eyes and dragged him up and moving the bookcase to reveal another door. She had not told him of the passage into the kitchens, and Draco and her father looked at her curiously before she shrugged.

"Leads down to the kitchen. I missed dinner and I'm hungry!" with that she grabbed Draco's arm and pulled him down to the kitchen.

-o-

The first thing Callia saw when she entered the kitchen was two people bent together over the table she normally sat at. Two tall boys with fiery red hair.

"Hi Fred, hi George!" Callia smiled, before plonking herself down next to the startled twins. She had never met the two, but according to Draco, they were the only Weasleys at Hogwarts worth knowing. The twins looked up in surprise, and recognised Callia from the Sorting, and both smiled identical grins when they remembered the rumour that was still circulating after the duel club the day before. Then the twins leaned forward and started talking in excited whispers.

"Did you really hold Granger up in the air?"

"Do you really have a pet snake?"

"Can you really do wandless and non-verbal magic?"

The twins eyes were bright, excited, as they fired off a few questions. Callia didn't need to answer for Draco's wide grin told them all they need to know. The twins looked at each other for a second before holding out their hands.

"Fred and George Weasley-" said one twin.

"Master pranksters and your-' the other twin cut in.

"Best allies for life!" they finished together, holding out their hands. Callia laughed and shook their outstretched hands.

"Callia Black, and I think you already know my cousin Draco Malfoy?" Draco, who had been sitting quietly, watching his cousin disbelievingly, looked at the twins when Callia said his name, and saw the look they shared.

"Cousin?"

"Yes, cousin. So if you hurt her, I will kill the both of you!" Draco growled, looking fiercely at the twins, who promptly burst out laughing, as did Callia.

"Sure Drakey, you'll really be the one protecting me! More like I will have to save your arse!" The twins laughed at this, and then almost pissed themselves when Draco put his head down, a blush spreading across his pale face. Callia reached over and pulled him into a hug, and he immediately wrapped his arms around her tiny waist, much to the surprise of the red heads; Draco was never like this with anyone!

One of the house elves, who had been standing back not wanting to interrupt, put Fred and George's food down in front of them, and asked what if Callia and Draco wanted anything.

"Draco and I will just have the same as Fred and George please," Callia smiled, and the elf looked surprised at being spoken to nicely.

"Of course Miss Black!" the house elf squeaked, and had her food on the table in ten seconds flat. The twin's mouths dropped.

"It takes them a good ten minutes to get our food, and yet they get yours in ten seconds!" one of the twins exclaimed. Callia turned and looked at the twin for a second before replying.

"Yes, George. It's because I'm nice to them. I show them respect and they show it back to me. It's simple." the twins looked even more dumbfounded. Even their own mother had trouble telling them apart.

"Your magic is different," Callia shrugged. "Apparently Fred was the more dominant twin, and it shows in his magic. But even your looks are slightly different!" Callia smiled at them, and the twins couldn't help but smile back.

Draco rolled his eyes. Less than minutes with the Weasley twins and Callia already has them wrapped around her little finger.

-o-

Callia and the twins had talked about pranks and spells for a good hour, Draco just sitting and watching, sometimes adding things he thought of. He noticed the twins watched him as well, for Callia had moved to sit on the table, and Draco had sat next to her, keeping a protective arm wrapped around her waist the whole time.

By the time Callia and Draco went up to their room, Callia had promised to help the twins with their pranks (as long as they left her friends alone and she got to pick some potential targets) and the twins had, in exchange, agreed to teach her some more advanced spells, being in their fourth year.

Draco had let it slip about their room together, and twins had raised their eyebrows at the two. Callia leaned over and punched both the twins, then turned on Draco, hitting him as well. The twins looked stunned for a moment, before wide grins spread across their faces; this was one fierce chick! To Draco's surprise, they seemed to respect her so much more after that.

The twins had then asked if they could see the room, and Callia had agreed to meet them in the kitchen again the next afternoon, for classes started the next day.

When the two cousins got up to their room, the Dark Lord was still sitting in the chair by the fire, Tera curled around his shoulders, a book from Callia's bookcase in his hand. He put in down when Callia and Draco entered the room.

"Took you bloody long enough!" Tera slid off his shoulders and curled herself around Callia as the girl flopped down onto the bed. Draco flopped down next to her, his eyes heavy. It was almost midnight, he had a full stomach and a full day of classes the next day; he needed sleep, and drifted off in seconds. The Dark Lord rolled his eyes and took of Draco's shoes and outer robe as Callia explained the meeting with the Weasley twins in the kitchen. The Dark Lords eyebrows slowly crept up his forehead as Callia continued, and was surprised that the twins had offered to teach her more advanced spells.

"Well, it seems they love me!" Callia smirked. "They also said they would protect me too!"

"Wow. You are unbelievable, Cali. I swear you can spend a hour with someone and have them wrapped around your little finger..." the Dark Lord replied dryly, though he was secretly proud of his daughter.

"Actually, it took about ten minutes, especially when they learned I live to prank people!" Voldemort smiled, and kissed his daughters forehead as she snuggled down into the bed with Draco. He then walked over to the fire, and threw some Floo powder in, turning the flames a bright emerald green. He then placed a bowl of Floo powder on the bookcase, making sure Callia saw where it was, and placed a disillusion charm over it.

"I've connected the fireplace in her to the one in your bedroom at home, and also to my study, Severus' office here, and also the Floo room at Malfoy manor. If you are ever in trouble, just use it. If you can't get to Sev, then come straight up here and straight home."

"Thanks dad. I love you, night!"

"Goodnight Callia. I love you too. Now sleep!"

The Dark Lord stepped into the emerald flames and was gone in a second. Callia snuggled up to Draco's chest, and he wrapped his arms around her. She smiled into his chest before closing her eyes and succumbing to sleep.

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